Judi is speaking to her psychiatrist.
Judi: “I’m on the road a lot, and my clients are complaining that they can never reach me.”
Psychiatrist: “Don’t you have a phone in your car?”
J: “That was a little too expensive, so I did the next best thing. I put a mailbox in my car.
P: “Uh … How’s that working?”
J. “Actually, I haven’t gotten any letters yet.”
P. “And why do you think that is?”
J. “I figure its because when I’m driving around, my zip code keeps changing.”